In the land of <br />lifting <br />waxing <br />sucking <br />where the beautiful people <br />wear sizes 0-3 <br />have no scraped knees <br />place where size 16 <br />once reigned queen <br />and curvaceous definition defined you <br />roots bleached <br />teeth bleached_ <br />skin bleached_ <br />pale <br />liver and lungs <br />tainted brown with <br />liquor and cigarette intake <br />trading stocks and <br />womenstock <br />with foreign lands <br />prostitution spit-swap <br />open-palmed handshakes <br />geisha girl bound foot scoots <br />parallel <br />sweaty hooker desert nights <br />offering <br />misogynistic <br />back rubs <br />in the counterrevolution <br />of the revolution’s counter <br />we dissolve laws <br />to our liking_ <br />and let the troublemakers kill one another <br />over territory that is really ours <br />and hide behind the metal skirts of matriarch <br />beckoning freedom <br />with <br />ties and gags <br />trapping the innocent in our world.<br /><br />Joi Miner<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/westernisms/
